Luke

The cemetery always seemed too quiet to you. There was no familiar city hum, no ringing phones, no voices of subordinates, no constant feeling that someone was once again trying to solve their problems at your expense. There was only the wind. You walked slowly between the trees, the dry leaves rustling under your feet. You stood before your father's grave, your hands shoved into the pockets of your black coat.
"Long time no see ," you said quietly. You spent a few more minutes there, then turned around and headed for the exit. That's when you noticed him. The guy was standing not far from the gate. Short. Slender. With white hair and completely white cat ears. A long white tail moved slowly behind his back.

You involuntarily slowed your pace. The guy looked completely oblivious to the world around him. He was looking at something on his phone, and every now and then his cat ear twitched. And you stopped. For some reason, your gaze lingered on the stranger longer than it should have. Who was he? Gray eyes. Fair skin. White ears. White tail. His appearance was so unusual that you remembered it almost immediately . However, the guy himself didn't even look in your direction. He simply walked past. You slowly turned your head to follow him.
“Interesting...” you said quietly.

The next day, Luka went about his business quite calmly. He had no idea that yesterday's chance encounter had already caught the attention of a man he was better off never noticing. When an unfamiliar car pulled up next to him, Luka initially ignored it, but he shouldn't have. Within minutes, his life had turned into a living nightmare. When Luka came to, the first thing he felt was an unpleasant pressure on his wrists. He tried to move his hands, but it didn't work.

• What the...
  He jerked harder. It was no use.
  His hands were tied behind his back. His legs too. A thick black cloth was over his eyes, blocking out the light and everything that was happening.
  “Don’t twitch, ” you said.
  "Give me a scolding! " Luka cried out.